14.02.2018.

Ukratko.

We see injustice in society and blame the government.
Saying that such and such president shouldn't have been elected
for now
there's a rise in discrimination and prejudice.
We shed tears when seeing the situation in Palestine.
Question the existence of God when so much blood is shed on concrete ground.
Orphans eating grass to survive.
400 Muslims killed in Burma; a rising genocide.
Protesting for the sexually assaulted and murdered children in Pakistan.
We continued to rebel against the west.
But here we are, pointing fingers at everyone but ourselves.
Oh, if only we knew, how our sins are the fuel to the toxic hatred that roams this Earth.
How many children lost their parents because we disrespected ours?
All the haram food we consumed, for the rest to have starved?
All the salah we missed, were too distracted in, rushed and disregarded
...how many wars did we manifest from all of our remorseless action?
How many live in cardboard and metal boxes, when our houses are built on loans and mortgage?
How many were raped because of our temptations and desires?
Because "don't go near zina" wasn't a big enough warning to stay far from haram relationships.
Perhaps, Allah shows you the suffering of others to see how many of you were willing to have helped.
How many would spare a dime from their wealth.
How many would sacrifice their desires and increase in good deeds in secret and stealth.
But we didn't..
So with sin comes suffering.
And our fingers still stretch out to blame others;
floating in the air, lingering
Where is justice, where is peace..
our minds continuously question.

16.01.2018.

Sve mi se manje sviđa kad budem u pravu

07.01.2018.

jedan za drugim, vozovi polako prolaze.

We've all hit that point of exhaustion. The point where nothing makes sense anymore. Your body hurts, your brain becomes foggy, and you feel like you're trapped in a tunnel, when all you want is your bed. So, how do you keep going? How do you not just sit down and give up? Sometimes, it's easy. Sometimes, you play games in your head. You make up someone. Someone good. Whatever you need to keep you going.

18.09.2017.

17.09.2017.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education; they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.
C. Bronte
vaša alterated ovako izgleda svako jutro.. otprilike.

14.02.2018.

Ukratko.

We see injustice in society and blame the government.
Saying that such and such president shouldn't have been elected
for now
there's a rise in discrimination and prejudice.
We shed tears when seeing the situation in Palestine.
Question the existence of God when so much blood is shed on concrete ground.
Orphans eating grass to survive.
400 Muslims killed in Burma; a rising genocide.
Protesting for the sexually assaulted and murdered children in Pakistan.
We continued to rebel against the west.
But here we are, pointing fingers at everyone but ourselves.
Oh, if only we knew, how our sins are the fuel to the toxic hatred that roams this Earth.
How many children lost their parents because we disrespected ours?
All the haram food we consumed, for the rest to have starved?
All the salah we missed, were too distracted in, rushed and disregarded
...how many wars did we manifest from all of our remorseless action?
How many live in cardboard and metal boxes, when our houses are built on loans and mortgage?
How many were raped because of our temptations and desires?
Because "don't go near zina" wasn't a big enough warning to stay far from haram relationships.
Perhaps, Allah shows you the suffering of others to see how many of you were willing to have helped.
How many would spare a dime from their wealth.
How many would sacrifice their desires and increase in good deeds in secret and stealth.
But we didn't..
So with sin comes suffering.
And our fingers still stretch out to blame others;
floating in the air, lingering
Where is justice, where is peace..
our minds continuously question.

16.01.2018.

Sve mi se manje sviđa kad budem u pravu

07.01.2018.

jedan za drugim, vozovi polako prolaze.

We've all hit that point of exhaustion. The point where nothing makes sense anymore. Your body hurts, your brain becomes foggy, and you feel like you're trapped in a tunnel, when all you want is your bed. So, how do you keep going? How do you not just sit down and give up? Sometimes, it's easy. Sometimes, you play games in your head. You make up someone. Someone good. Whatever you need to keep you going.

18.09.2017.

17.09.2017.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education; they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.
C. Bronte
vaša alterated ovako izgleda svako jutro.. otprilike.